I'm getting a bit more in the play watching vibe again after a week of doing nearly nothing but visiting my friends. Sunday, which was an essentially perfect day, consisted of tea with exedore at Eat Shop Drink (I just ate and drank and skipped the shopping), an English-language version of Pagliacci at a pub theater, drinking at the Charles Lamb, then Thor with a group of three, two of whom are ladies that I like very much but aren't on LJ. Awesomesauce really.
Today, however, was chilling and cooking at home and being really unmotivated at work (note review above). That's probably good as I'm seeing ballet tomorrow and Friday, a musical on Saturday, a concert on Sunday, and another play on Monday. I need to take a break eventually.
So yonder big question. Do I 1) invite my dad to come see me while I'm in Mississippi the week after next 2) don't tell him as it would be shitty really if he showed up 3) don't tell him because he'd say no anyway and then I'd be hurt? Lives hang in the balance here ... let me know what you think.
Meanwhile here's a video of the Maundy Thursday parade in Marsala that I went to. My vacations, they are not what most people like.